Stockholm Syndrome

Rose Faith Davis comes from a family torn apart by the unfortunate events of a late night drive. It's taken years to overcome the loss of the one that believed in her so much. Now, she's graduated high school and is ready to take on the task that is college. She'll be moving from her small American town to the bustling city of Sydney, Australia. There's a lot of bad things happening over the sea, however, this doesn't scare Rose. She's up for any challenge, and will chase her dreams no matter what.
~Don't follow your dreams, chase them~


58. Crying Makes us Human

*A Few Days Later*

          Another night alone as I flip through TV channels looking for something to get me through until Ashton returns.

          For the last three nights, Ashton has left me alone to go do something at the drug headquarters. He will pick me up from school, stay with me for a few hours, then leave and tell me he’ll be back later. That I shouldn’t stay up and wait for him. But, he worries me, so I stay up because I don’t have super early classes.

          I’ve had to make myself dinner the last few nights. It is kind of sad because we’ve made it a thing to cook and eat dinner together. However, he’s decided to break that.

          Besides that, though, I’ve been fine. I just don’t understand why he’s had to go three nights in a row now. I mean, at the most, something may take two nights to fix.

          On the first night he left, I was annoyed. Annoyed they took my boyfriend away from me, but I got over that quickly because it is his job. He is the boss and should go when something big happens. Good or bad.

          The second night I was sad he was leaving. I was hoping we could be together since he was gone the night before. I wanted to snuggle up to him in bed and talk about our days, or some other cute shit.

          Tonight, I’m just suspicious. Why has he gone to the drug headquarters three nights in a row? It just doesn’t seem likely he would be doing something for the drug business for three nights. No matter what he tells me.

          I throw the remote to the other end of the couch. It hits a pillow and bounces off gently.

          “Ugh!” I shout and fall down onto my side. “Fuck you Ashton! Leaving me all alone!”

          I’m afraid he’s out with some other girl. He’s gotten bored of me and moved on. All the things we told each other isn’t true from his end.

          “No! It can’t be true! I won’t let it be true!”

          I know that my brain is just going to the worst case scenario. I would hope he wouldn’t drag me along if he didn’t want to be with me anymore. I couldn’t dare to break up with him. It was hard breaking up with Eric, and I didn’t want to be with him anymore.

          I’ve started to cry now; tears flowing down my cheeks. There’s no point to them though. I trust Ashton. I believe he’s doing something for the drug business. I trust that if he wasn’t, Luke or Calum or Michael would tell me otherwise.

          I’ve composed myself in minutes. I even get up and get some snacks as I wait for Ashton.

          My thoughts no longer going to the worst case scenario, but to what he told me. I trust him enough. I don’t think he would lie to me. Other than the day he saved me, before he told me the truth.

          “You’re a jackass, Ashton,” I smile as I watch the news.

          Another killing, but the guy deserved to die. That sounds terrible, but he did so many terrible things. He went to jail so many times.

          “I wonder when all of this will seem normal to me. When it will seem okay to me. I’ve been here months and nothing seems right. The killings seem unnecessary at times.” I sigh and shake my head. “Just come home Ashton, and take my mind off of all these things.”

          I hear the door open just as I say that. Ashton’s finally home. I can be happy now.

          “Hi Ashton, everything fixed?” I smile and turn to look at him.

          “Yeah, finally,” Ashton sighs as he tosses some things onto the couch, kicking off his shoes and taking off his jacket, letting it fall to the ground. “I’m going to go take a shower, you can just go to bed. You should have been asleep already,” his voice sounds so tired.

          “Okay, I’ll go in a minute.”

          He nods before walking off.

          I wait a few minutes so that I know he’s in the shower, and then head to his room.

          The shower is loud, but it isn’t enough to drown out Ashton’s sobs. He’s crying, and he never cries. I need to know why he is.

          I will personally hurt whoever broke him. He’s never cried in all the months I’ve been with him, but he has come closer. He’s cried happy tears on many occasions, but these aren’t happy.

          I slowly open the bathroom door and sigh as I see Ashton. He’s sitting in the shower, facing away from me, and just crying. Everyone needs to cry. Everyone deserves to let everything out sometimes.

          I sigh as I just watch Ashton cry. It’s better if I don’t interrupt him. Let him get it all out.

          After about seven minutes, he has stopped crying, but is still sitting on the tiled ground.

          I quickly shed my clothes and then tiptoe over to the glass shower door. I quietly, and slowly, open it, carefully stepping in so I don’t slip and give myself away. Then I slowly close the door behind me, taking the few steps to be right behind Ashton I get down on my knees and wrap my arms around his middle.

          “Babe, please tell me what’s wrong,” I start peppering the back of his shoulders with kisses.

          “How long have you been here?” He sniffles.

          “Quite a while. You didn’t seem like yourself, so I wanted to check on you. And now I’m here in the shower with you, wondering what’s wrong.”

          “I’m just stressed, that’s all. I never thought you’d have to see me like this. I wanted to be strong for you. Be a stable rock for you to depend on.”

          “It’s alright to cry, Ashton. We all have to cry. It doesn’t make you weak, it makes you human. Why are you stressed?”

          “The bank. I can’t take it.”

          “What’s wrong?”

          “I just wasn’t ready to take over. I wish I would have split it with my mom. It’s too much, and no one likes me. Well, I’m liked by some, but hate is louder than love. Everything I do, they judge me for it. I’m just a dork to them. I can’t take it.”

          “Is that why you have left to go to the drug headquarters? For the past few nights now.”

          “Yeah. I needed to do something to relax me. Make me feel like I’m doing something good, and that I’m need. Sorry, I left you all alone. I shouldn’t have, but I didn’t want to let loose on you.”

          “I think I need to visit you at the bank and show all the bastards that you have a smoking hot girlfriend and are not a dork. How does that sound? I bet all your employees are losers, and will be so jealous of you. That would make you feel good, right?”

          He gives a small laugh, “Yeah, I think that it would make me feel better. Those dicks will think twice when they come talk to me. When they go to say something about me, they will remember you. How I can call you my girlfriend. How beautiful you are.”

          I smile, “And if they are still being dicks after my visit, I will come back and you get them all into one room, and I will rip them a new one.”

          “Sounds like a great plan, lovely.”

          “Good. Now let’s get out of this shower before we turn into prunes. Get to bed, we both need our rest.”

          “That’s true, lovely. Thanks for coming in here to cheer me up. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

          “There’s no reason to even wonder. I’m here to stay.”


​Longest chapter of the story, and I've had this in my mind for so long. It was a scene I had planned for a long time. Hope you liked it! :D

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